*Authors note* Hey, I wanted to try out a different genre of story. I was writing the Order Of the Phoenix the way I saw it and I was getting bored. Not good reviews for that either sooo....I decided to try something different. I'm a BIG Ron/Hermione fan so.....just a hint about what this story is about ;) Tell me what you think! Thanks!
JKR owns the characters....but I own the plot of THIS story :)
* Sweet Misery *
Chapter 1
The Note
Ron stayed a wake in his bed as the hours passed on. It had been a few weeks since he last saw his best friends, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. They were all on summer vacation from where they attended school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Yeah, he did keep in touch with them, they all owled each other every once in a while but they all hadn't seen each other in a about two months. Harry's birthday was approaching in two days and he wanted to get him to The Burrow, as well as Hermione. He wanted it to be the unstoppable three again.
It was starting to really get boring around there when all you had was Percy yelling at you to be quiet and loud booms ranging from his twin brothers, Fred and Georges rooms. As well as your sister getting all giddy and giggly just from looking at a picture of your best friend. Yes things were really getting to be boring, and with his fifth year at Hogwarts approaching soon, he wanted to make sure he had a good summer. And that would only be possible if his friends could come.
Harry had written him a letter explaining how hopefully he would be able to come out to The Burrow soon:
Ron,
The muggles said I can come....I know they want to get rid of me because they keep asking when I am going to leave. Any idea when you'll be able to come and get me? Or maybe if your dad hooks up the fire place to the Floo Powder Netwrok....then I can come sooner and faster.
Well anyway, I can't wait until I see you. Things are starting to get a little crazier around here and the Dursleys aren't getting any better...in fact their getting meaner, if that's even possible. So, hope to see you soon Ron, any word from Hermione?
Bye, Harry
Ron had told his father about Harry's reply and his dad said instead of getting him by floo powder, as that had caused to much trouble last time, he was going to pick Harry up " the Muggle way." He mentioned something about the Ministry teaching him how to drive some Muggle vehicle called a car and he wanted to try it out. Ron made a mental note to tell Harry to be careful as he wrote him back saying his dad would be there in three days to pick him up. Just in time for his birthday.
So that's the reason why Ron was up at this moment. His dad had went out to get Harry a few hours ago, ( these ' cars' were slow ) and he was waiting up to greet them when they got here. He was excited because Harry was to be here in a while but there was something nagging him in the back of his mind, but he couldn't remember.
" Oh, come on mind....remember!" He hit his head as he laid upside down on his bed, staring at a spider on the ceiling....he hated spiders. " And you...stupid thing with eight...hairy....long....sharp...legs....get out of here!" He tensed up just thinking about one of those long, prickly legs touching him and threw his old Charms book at it. It hit it and the spider fell, scrambling away into the protective shadows.
Ron smiled and felt free until that feeling of something forgotten nagged at him again. He hit his head again, trying to remember. " Ohhh, isn't there some sort of spell I can do to make me remember? I'm going crazy here!"
" Be quiet up there!" Someone yelled from down stairs. Ron shut up and remembered that it was one in the morning and he was being a bit loud. But it was Percy, so who cared, right?
" Alright, Perce! I'm terribly sorry, I forgot, you need your beauty sleep. My bad." He answered smartly.
" I didn't hear that!" An aggravated Percy replied.
Ron shook his head and started to laugh. He loved insulting and bothering his brother. It relieved a lot of stress when there was nothing else to do around the house. Especially lately.
He went back to thinking anything that came to mind on his bed. He turned on his back and looked out the window. Just to think all that he has been through and how he the two best friends in the world, he couldn't help but let out a smile. He really loved his friends and would do anything for them. He just wished all this wasn't happening right now, while with Voldemort beginning to rise and everything, and that him and his friends could just live on being the normal fifteen year olds that they were. But they couldn't.
Just then Ron's door opened and a tired Ginny peaked through, rubbing her eyes.
" What do you want, Gin?" He rolled his eyes and put his attention back out the window.
" I just wanted to know....is...um...Ha-Harry coming tonight?" She sounded nervous. She was always nervous when ever it came to talking about Harry.
" Yeah, he is. Why?" He asked, knowing the answer.
She gave a little ' peep ' , " Oh... um, no reason. I was just, just curious. You haven't seen him in a while and it being his birthday tomorrow and everything....I just wanted to know."
Ron sighed with a smile, " Yeah, sure Ginny. Keep telling yourself that. What are you and that Creevey marking down the days until ' the famous Harry Potter's' birthday? Have another singing card for him?" He asked, knowing this would shut her up.
" Oh, give it up Ron!, " She responded with a hint of embarrassment. " So I gave him a card, big deal. "
He chuckled, " Oh, yeah, and SINGING card. Come on Gin, you KNOW you like him."
" I like him." She replied coolly as she stepped into his room and sat down on his bed next to him.
Ron felt her weight shift the bed slightly and looked over at her, with a twinkle in his eye. " No, I mean you FANCY him."
Ginny looked struck at the very thought. And speechless, " I....I do not! What...what the heck give you that idea, Ron?"
He stared gapingly at the ceiling and mouthed sarcastically to her, " Oh, I don't know....I have no idea. Just the way you always blush whenever he looks at you and how you go running around the house pretending to snog his pictures." Ron broke out laughing at the last part.
Ginny gasped, " I do NOT! Ron!!" She hit him.
" Hey now, don't touch the merchandise."
Ginny snorted, " What merchandise? I don't see any top quality here."
" Hey, watch it." He smiled.
Ginny stopped and then got a smug smile on her face. Ron didn't like that look at all.
" What?" He asked.
" Ron...." Ginny shook her head, " Ron, Ron, Ron....."
" WHAT?"
She cleared her throat, " You know I like Harry. I've know you knew for at least three years now. That's not the reason why I came into your room. I have something to ask you."
Ron gave her his full attention. He had a bad feeling about this. He gulped, " Yeah...."
" Well, you see. I was doing the laundry, to help mom out. I took my wand and was turning the pockets inside out just to make sure that there was nothing in them." She raised her eyebrows at him and put her hand into her nightgown and pulled out a crumbled piece of paper. Ron's face went paste white. " I came across YOUR pants Ron....and I just so happened to find...THIS." She waved it in front of his face so he could get a good view of just exactly what it was.
He stared blankly at it and then tried to speak. " You...you have no right to read my stuff, Ginny!" He went and grabbed it from her.
" I've made copy's." She smiled.
Ron unfolded the letter and read it quickly. His face turned pink. " Did you...read this?"
Ginny shook her head.
" You didn't...."
" No I didn't tell anyone Ron, I wouldn't do that to you. I'm just curious as to what and more importantly to WHO that is for. You like her?"
Ron suddenly became very defensive, " Like who?"
" Well, obviously whoever you wrote that too."
" I...well....that's none of your business."
" How's Hermione." She asked quickly.
" What? What about Hermione? Why do you want to know about Hermione?" He said nervously.
Ginny smiled and patted him on the back and got up to leave.
" Ginny..." He called.
She turned around, looked at him and smiled," Yeah..."
Ron looked down in his hand, obviously deciding something, " Don't say anything to anyone."
" I won't....you can trust me on that one Ron." She went over and hugged her brother, then retraced her steps and closed his door. Ron stared at his clenched hand...
" Not that it's true..." He called through the door to her.
" Oh no Ron....not that it's true at all." She shook her head and then went off to bed to fantasize, just like Ron, about what she couldn't or was to afraid to ask, to have.
" I don't like Hermione....well not THAT way anyway. She's a friend....just a friend." He kept on going over and over in his head why he didn't like Hermione and how weird it would be if he did like her. " I don't...."
But somehow his mind drifted toward the piece of paper that she had given him...or he rather took. It meant nothing...it was just a piece of paper with some words on them that he wrote down one day. What he couldn't write? And if he did it automatically meant he liked someone? He didn't think so.
Ron tried to drop it but each time he tried something he thought of brought it up again. The hours lagged on and the sun was beginning to come through the window when he heard his dad enter the house down stairs...along with Harry.
" Ron should be in his room." Mr. Weasley said to Harry.
" Thanks...oh and thanks for picking me up." Harry said politely.
" Your very welcome Harry. Very fascinating how the car works! Amazing how the Muggles think of other ways for means of transportation! I'm astonished."
" Yeah....I guess." Harry smiled and began to make his way towards Ron's room with his things just as Ron ran into the room.
" My dad boring you too much? Sorry." Ron smiled as he helped grab a few of Harry's bags.
" Nah....he's cool. What's up? I haven't seen you in a while."
" I know. Nothing really....what about you? Were the Muggles ok the last few days?"
" Eh, not any better, not any worse, well put it that way," He laughed.
" Well, hey, their gone, your here now..."
" Yup."
" Well Happy Birthday tomorrow!" Ron remembered.
" Oh, yeah, thanks. At least I'll be spending it here and not with the Dursleys, they don't even say anything on my birthdays."
" Yeah, well, we'll have a little party. Nothing much really..." Ron blushed.
" Hey, thanks Ron." Harry smiled and they both walked into his room and put Harry's stuff down."
" Yeah...your welcome."
There was a silence until Harry picked up a piece of paper off Ron's bed..." What's this?"
Ron noticed what it was and jumped to grab it from Harry.
" Oh, nothing...just some Transfiguration homework. You know how much work the all fraud gave us." He lied.
" Yeah, I know. I needed to check the homework anyway. Can I have a look?"
Ron tried to think of something quick to say, " Well, you know I'm not all done with it yet....and um, I'm not the best. If you wanted to check your work you should wait until Hermione get's here." Ron cringed at saying her name and then mentally smacked himself for doing so. It shouldn't matter if he said her name or not. He said her name before loads of times and nothing about her name changed....' Yeah , but your feeling's have...' A voice in his head said to him. " Shut up!" He grabbed his head and shook it.
Harry looked at him weirdly. " Are you ok? You want me to get your mum?"
Ron released he had just said that out loud, " Uh...no, I'm fine. Thanks though. It's just a little headache. Nothing really."
" Oh...ok. It just sounded like you were talking to yourself or something..."
Ron felt a little sweat starting to form. Was he really going mad and starting to talk to himself? He gave a little fake laugh for reinsurance for Harry....and for himself, " Nah..."
" Sooooo...." Harry began, " Hear from Hermione latley?"
That's it! That's what was nagging Ron in the back of his mind all day. He had written to her a few days ago and usually got a reply right away, but these past two weeks....nothing.
" As a matter of fact, I haven't heard from her in like two weeks. I wrote to her, she hasn't replied." Ron explained to Harry.
" Really?" Harry asked, " I wrote to her a few days ago and she wrote back....maybe did you send it to the wrong place? She's not at home you know."
" She's not?" Ron asked shocked. " I thought she was....hmmmm, I haven't checked to see if Errol made it back yet...Where is she?"
" Didn't she tell you? Or better yet, didn't you know? She went to Krum's."
It felt like a Veela had smacked him in the face a knocked the wind out of him, " SHE WHAT?!"
Harry looked at him weird, yet again, " Yeah....didn't you know? She didn't tell you?"
Now that Ron thought about it she DID tell him...he just chose to ignore it. " Yeah, she told me but...is she MAD? He's like four years older then her AND in Durmstrang! Durnstrang, Harry!"
He's not that bad of a guy, Ron. You know that. Whose the one who asked him for his autograph? Huh?"
Ron looked over at his wall and noticed a big, moving poster of Victor catching the snitch as well as the autographed piece of parchment signed by Victor himself.
" Well...I did." He cringed and mentally wanted to rip the poster as well was the parchment off the wall.
" Well then....why so upset? You know her and Krum are close."
Ron looked up fast. Just how CLOSE they were he didn't know, and he wasn't sure he wanted to find out.
" I just....I don't want her to get hurt, He's like four years older and if she...gets...attached to him I don't want her to get hurt from him."
" Sure, Ron. Your just jealous."
Ron hmphed,." What? Me, jealous?"
Harry gave him a serious look.
" Of what?" Ron asked.
" Hermione..." Harry smiled.
Ron sighed, what was with Ginny and Harry and the whole ' Hermione ' thing? " I still don't get you...me...jealous of Hermione...over what?"
" Over her being with Krum instead if you."
If there wasn't another stupider thing in the world said then what was said right now, then Ron would have died. It WAS the most retarded thing he had ever heard. He laughed, " I don't think so. I mean...yeah I like Hermione AS A FRIEND and I don't want her to get hurt so I looked out for her like a friend should. Nothing more. The day you and Ginny go out will be the day I go out with Hermione. And in my book....that's never.""
Harry looked away and raised his eyebrows. " Nice uh...Chuddley Cannons poster there..."
" Ahhhhhhh!!!" Ron screamed and fell back onto his bed. Did he really like Hermione more then a friend? And if he did how did others know but not him?
* * *
Hmmm......whats going on with Ron? Well find out more the next chapter...and Hermione comes! Also Harrys starts to notice things about a certain someone...who? :) Review and well see....... please review GOOD reviews...no flames. It makes me feel good and gives me inspiration to punch out a new chapter :) Thanks!!
JKR owns the characters....but I own the plot of THIS story :)
* Sweet Misery *
Chapter 1
The Note
Ron stayed a wake in his bed as the hours passed on. It had been a few weeks since he last saw his best friends, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. They were all on summer vacation from where they attended school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Yeah, he did keep in touch with them, they all owled each other every once in a while but they all hadn't seen each other in a about two months. Harry's birthday was approaching in two days and he wanted to get him to The Burrow, as well as Hermione. He wanted it to be the unstoppable three again.
It was starting to really get boring around there when all you had was Percy yelling at you to be quiet and loud booms ranging from his twin brothers, Fred and Georges rooms. As well as your sister getting all giddy and giggly just from looking at a picture of your best friend. Yes things were really getting to be boring, and with his fifth year at Hogwarts approaching soon, he wanted to make sure he had a good summer. And that would only be possible if his friends could come.
Harry had written him a letter explaining how hopefully he would be able to come out to The Burrow soon:
Ron,
The muggles said I can come....I know they want to get rid of me because they keep asking when I am going to leave. Any idea when you'll be able to come and get me? Or maybe if your dad hooks up the fire place to the Floo Powder Netwrok....then I can come sooner and faster.
Well anyway, I can't wait until I see you. Things are starting to get a little crazier around here and the Dursleys aren't getting any better...in fact their getting meaner, if that's even possible. So, hope to see you soon Ron, any word from Hermione?
Bye, Harry
Ron had told his father about Harry's reply and his dad said instead of getting him by floo powder, as that had caused to much trouble last time, he was going to pick Harry up " the Muggle way." He mentioned something about the Ministry teaching him how to drive some Muggle vehicle called a car and he wanted to try it out. Ron made a mental note to tell Harry to be careful as he wrote him back saying his dad would be there in three days to pick him up. Just in time for his birthday.
So that's the reason why Ron was up at this moment. His dad had went out to get Harry a few hours ago, ( these ' cars' were slow ) and he was waiting up to greet them when they got here. He was excited because Harry was to be here in a while but there was something nagging him in the back of his mind, but he couldn't remember.
" Oh, come on mind....remember!" He hit his head as he laid upside down on his bed, staring at a spider on the ceiling....he hated spiders. " And you...stupid thing with eight...hairy....long....sharp...legs....get out of here!" He tensed up just thinking about one of those long, prickly legs touching him and threw his old Charms book at it. It hit it and the spider fell, scrambling away into the protective shadows.
Ron smiled and felt free until that feeling of something forgotten nagged at him again. He hit his head again, trying to remember. " Ohhh, isn't there some sort of spell I can do to make me remember? I'm going crazy here!"
" Be quiet up there!" Someone yelled from down stairs. Ron shut up and remembered that it was one in the morning and he was being a bit loud. But it was Percy, so who cared, right?
" Alright, Perce! I'm terribly sorry, I forgot, you need your beauty sleep. My bad." He answered smartly.
" I didn't hear that!" An aggravated Percy replied.
Ron shook his head and started to laugh. He loved insulting and bothering his brother. It relieved a lot of stress when there was nothing else to do around the house. Especially lately.
He went back to thinking anything that came to mind on his bed. He turned on his back and looked out the window. Just to think all that he has been through and how he the two best friends in the world, he couldn't help but let out a smile. He really loved his friends and would do anything for them. He just wished all this wasn't happening right now, while with Voldemort beginning to rise and everything, and that him and his friends could just live on being the normal fifteen year olds that they were. But they couldn't.
Just then Ron's door opened and a tired Ginny peaked through, rubbing her eyes.
" What do you want, Gin?" He rolled his eyes and put his attention back out the window.
" I just wanted to know....is...um...Ha-Harry coming tonight?" She sounded nervous. She was always nervous when ever it came to talking about Harry.
" Yeah, he is. Why?" He asked, knowing the answer.
She gave a little ' peep ' , " Oh... um, no reason. I was just, just curious. You haven't seen him in a while and it being his birthday tomorrow and everything....I just wanted to know."
Ron sighed with a smile, " Yeah, sure Ginny. Keep telling yourself that. What are you and that Creevey marking down the days until ' the famous Harry Potter's' birthday? Have another singing card for him?" He asked, knowing this would shut her up.
" Oh, give it up Ron!, " She responded with a hint of embarrassment. " So I gave him a card, big deal. "
He chuckled, " Oh, yeah, and SINGING card. Come on Gin, you KNOW you like him."
" I like him." She replied coolly as she stepped into his room and sat down on his bed next to him.
Ron felt her weight shift the bed slightly and looked over at her, with a twinkle in his eye. " No, I mean you FANCY him."
Ginny looked struck at the very thought. And speechless, " I....I do not! What...what the heck give you that idea, Ron?"
He stared gapingly at the ceiling and mouthed sarcastically to her, " Oh, I don't know....I have no idea. Just the way you always blush whenever he looks at you and how you go running around the house pretending to snog his pictures." Ron broke out laughing at the last part.
Ginny gasped, " I do NOT! Ron!!" She hit him.
" Hey now, don't touch the merchandise."
Ginny snorted, " What merchandise? I don't see any top quality here."
" Hey, watch it." He smiled.
Ginny stopped and then got a smug smile on her face. Ron didn't like that look at all.
" What?" He asked.
" Ron...." Ginny shook her head, " Ron, Ron, Ron....."
" WHAT?"
She cleared her throat, " You know I like Harry. I've know you knew for at least three years now. That's not the reason why I came into your room. I have something to ask you."
Ron gave her his full attention. He had a bad feeling about this. He gulped, " Yeah...."
" Well, you see. I was doing the laundry, to help mom out. I took my wand and was turning the pockets inside out just to make sure that there was nothing in them." She raised her eyebrows at him and put her hand into her nightgown and pulled out a crumbled piece of paper. Ron's face went paste white. " I came across YOUR pants Ron....and I just so happened to find...THIS." She waved it in front of his face so he could get a good view of just exactly what it was.
He stared blankly at it and then tried to speak. " You...you have no right to read my stuff, Ginny!" He went and grabbed it from her.
" I've made copy's." She smiled.
Ron unfolded the letter and read it quickly. His face turned pink. " Did you...read this?"
Ginny shook her head.
" You didn't...."
" No I didn't tell anyone Ron, I wouldn't do that to you. I'm just curious as to what and more importantly to WHO that is for. You like her?"
Ron suddenly became very defensive, " Like who?"
" Well, obviously whoever you wrote that too."
" I...well....that's none of your business."
" How's Hermione." She asked quickly.
" What? What about Hermione? Why do you want to know about Hermione?" He said nervously.
Ginny smiled and patted him on the back and got up to leave.
" Ginny..." He called.
She turned around, looked at him and smiled," Yeah..."
Ron looked down in his hand, obviously deciding something, " Don't say anything to anyone."
" I won't....you can trust me on that one Ron." She went over and hugged her brother, then retraced her steps and closed his door. Ron stared at his clenched hand...
" Not that it's true..." He called through the door to her.
" Oh no Ron....not that it's true at all." She shook her head and then went off to bed to fantasize, just like Ron, about what she couldn't or was to afraid to ask, to have.
" I don't like Hermione....well not THAT way anyway. She's a friend....just a friend." He kept on going over and over in his head why he didn't like Hermione and how weird it would be if he did like her. " I don't...."
But somehow his mind drifted toward the piece of paper that she had given him...or he rather took. It meant nothing...it was just a piece of paper with some words on them that he wrote down one day. What he couldn't write? And if he did it automatically meant he liked someone? He didn't think so.
Ron tried to drop it but each time he tried something he thought of brought it up again. The hours lagged on and the sun was beginning to come through the window when he heard his dad enter the house down stairs...along with Harry.
" Ron should be in his room." Mr. Weasley said to Harry.
" Thanks...oh and thanks for picking me up." Harry said politely.
" Your very welcome Harry. Very fascinating how the car works! Amazing how the Muggles think of other ways for means of transportation! I'm astonished."
" Yeah....I guess." Harry smiled and began to make his way towards Ron's room with his things just as Ron ran into the room.
" My dad boring you too much? Sorry." Ron smiled as he helped grab a few of Harry's bags.
" Nah....he's cool. What's up? I haven't seen you in a while."
" I know. Nothing really....what about you? Were the Muggles ok the last few days?"
" Eh, not any better, not any worse, well put it that way," He laughed.
" Well, hey, their gone, your here now..."
" Yup."
" Well Happy Birthday tomorrow!" Ron remembered.
" Oh, yeah, thanks. At least I'll be spending it here and not with the Dursleys, they don't even say anything on my birthdays."
" Yeah, well, we'll have a little party. Nothing much really..." Ron blushed.
" Hey, thanks Ron." Harry smiled and they both walked into his room and put Harry's stuff down."
" Yeah...your welcome."
There was a silence until Harry picked up a piece of paper off Ron's bed..." What's this?"
Ron noticed what it was and jumped to grab it from Harry.
" Oh, nothing...just some Transfiguration homework. You know how much work the all fraud gave us." He lied.
" Yeah, I know. I needed to check the homework anyway. Can I have a look?"
Ron tried to think of something quick to say, " Well, you know I'm not all done with it yet....and um, I'm not the best. If you wanted to check your work you should wait until Hermione get's here." Ron cringed at saying her name and then mentally smacked himself for doing so. It shouldn't matter if he said her name or not. He said her name before loads of times and nothing about her name changed....' Yeah , but your feeling's have...' A voice in his head said to him. " Shut up!" He grabbed his head and shook it.
Harry looked at him weirdly. " Are you ok? You want me to get your mum?"
Ron released he had just said that out loud, " Uh...no, I'm fine. Thanks though. It's just a little headache. Nothing really."
" Oh...ok. It just sounded like you were talking to yourself or something..."
Ron felt a little sweat starting to form. Was he really going mad and starting to talk to himself? He gave a little fake laugh for reinsurance for Harry....and for himself, " Nah..."
" Sooooo...." Harry began, " Hear from Hermione latley?"
That's it! That's what was nagging Ron in the back of his mind all day. He had written to her a few days ago and usually got a reply right away, but these past two weeks....nothing.
" As a matter of fact, I haven't heard from her in like two weeks. I wrote to her, she hasn't replied." Ron explained to Harry.
" Really?" Harry asked, " I wrote to her a few days ago and she wrote back....maybe did you send it to the wrong place? She's not at home you know."
" She's not?" Ron asked shocked. " I thought she was....hmmmm, I haven't checked to see if Errol made it back yet...Where is she?"
" Didn't she tell you? Or better yet, didn't you know? She went to Krum's."
It felt like a Veela had smacked him in the face a knocked the wind out of him, " SHE WHAT?!"
Harry looked at him weird, yet again, " Yeah....didn't you know? She didn't tell you?"
Now that Ron thought about it she DID tell him...he just chose to ignore it. " Yeah, she told me but...is she MAD? He's like four years older then her AND in Durmstrang! Durnstrang, Harry!"
He's not that bad of a guy, Ron. You know that. Whose the one who asked him for his autograph? Huh?"
Ron looked over at his wall and noticed a big, moving poster of Victor catching the snitch as well as the autographed piece of parchment signed by Victor himself.
" Well...I did." He cringed and mentally wanted to rip the poster as well was the parchment off the wall.
" Well then....why so upset? You know her and Krum are close."
Ron looked up fast. Just how CLOSE they were he didn't know, and he wasn't sure he wanted to find out.
" I just....I don't want her to get hurt, He's like four years older and if she...gets...attached to him I don't want her to get hurt from him."
" Sure, Ron. Your just jealous."
Ron hmphed,." What? Me, jealous?"
Harry gave him a serious look.
" Of what?" Ron asked.
" Hermione..." Harry smiled.
Ron sighed, what was with Ginny and Harry and the whole ' Hermione ' thing? " I still don't get you...me...jealous of Hermione...over what?"
" Over her being with Krum instead if you."
If there wasn't another stupider thing in the world said then what was said right now, then Ron would have died. It WAS the most retarded thing he had ever heard. He laughed, " I don't think so. I mean...yeah I like Hermione AS A FRIEND and I don't want her to get hurt so I looked out for her like a friend should. Nothing more. The day you and Ginny go out will be the day I go out with Hermione. And in my book....that's never.""
Harry looked away and raised his eyebrows. " Nice uh...Chuddley Cannons poster there..."
" Ahhhhhhh!!!" Ron screamed and fell back onto his bed. Did he really like Hermione more then a friend? And if he did how did others know but not him?
* * *
Hmmm......whats going on with Ron? Well find out more the next chapter...and Hermione comes! Also Harrys starts to notice things about a certain someone...who? :) Review and well see....... please review GOOD reviews...no flames. It makes me feel good and gives me inspiration to punch out a new chapter :) Thanks!!